Youth is annihilated, who hides his face and buries a lifetime of flowers?
Her time was overthrown, and she broke her sword and sank into the sand.
He destroyed her homeland with a wave of his hand, and he broke her thoughts with a smile.
He held her in his heart, cherished her in every possible way, and loved her in every way, but in the end, she still died there.
She is stubborn, she is stubborn, she loves as much as she hates! She narrowly escaped death for the sake of his empire, but she just sneered, "I won't die. Emperor, how can I be willing to die until I see you die?"
He just never believed her, believed that she really loved him...
When everything was in despair, the man who was as gentle as jade held her cold hand and said, "What's a kingdom? Yan'er is my world. If Yan'er likes it, what's the harm in making up another kingdom for Yan'er?"
Bell, bell, God bless you. When you return, we will join hands with you.
The dusty scars in his heart are her cold past and present lives...
In the end, she still buried herself in his hands.
Those who love her will die for her. The one she loved wanted her dead.
The princess, who had been abandoned by a royal capital for ten years and burdened for six years, washed away all her glory and shed all her quicksand in the palace of an enemy country to marry someone else.
At that time, she thought that if she couldn't destroy him, she might as well destroy his world.
The music and songs have dispersed, and the mountains and rivers are covered in dust. How can a splash-ink landscape painting rival the ray of youthfulness in your eyes?